Wednesday, 4 February 2009
I seem to have allowed my day to get slightly hijacked...again. With good purpose, I believe.
You know when you look back over a day ~ or in this case, a morning ~ and you can see God's hand in you being in the very place that you needed to be, whether it was intentional on your part or not? Such was my morning.
I'd organised with the science teacher to sit in on his class with Year 7 first thing this morning. The student I'm working with came to school upset and feeling completely overwhelmed. My heart broke as I watched the struggle and the utter helplessness on that young face. So we went and took a moment outside. I had the time, where the home room teacher couldn't take it. A few sips of water and a little chat made a difference. The assurance of others feeling overwhelmed helped too. By the end of class I even saw a few smiles.
My other moment came in the form of just being there for a staff member who has had her work world turned a 'little' upside down this morning. I was actually able to do something useful as well....but a hug here and there just so she knows that she is supported and cared about goes a long way.
My 3am prayer list grows daily.